Flurry

We woke to a wet morning, the rain turning to sleet slowly. By the time I came down to make Mia's packed lunch the sleet had turned to lovely floaty flakes and they were beginning to stick on the higher surfaces.

Twenty minutes later everything was white. I drove Mia around to the school gates and heading North to Cumbria where I had a day long meeting for a project at work.

The M6 was slow and a tad sparse, the journey was delightful, the white capped trees and fields under a dreamy white sky.

Sadly there was now snow further north.

S